Sunday, November 23, 2014


Carrying a pager must be like having a child. It's chained to your side. It never stops making noise...and when it does you worry why it's being so quiet. If you ask it to wait because you're busy it chirps every two minutes until you give it attention. You can't turn it off because somebody may die. And at the end of the day, when it's time to be quiet, you look at it and say "if you make just one more peep"...what does it do? It peeps. 

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